Colors of a Drawing Room

Hidden Thoughts and A Ceremony for a Thought

 

Hidden Thought 1. She came back from here to there, and back

from where she had been in her lonely pier glass mirror software.

Gas lamp for a tiny pinky thought - the pieces of  his image around 

her  moved her head painfully - sound of  a mezzo-soprano castrato -

nocturnal  vision of a skeleton - hands long and bony -

a red thought turns to green and a green turns to red - a heavy black

suit and a Roman collar. And a mask.

Hidden Thought 2. She looked at me - oh! she  knew she was

trapped, helpless, with no companion except of a new blue terror now -

but I was there for her - no cadence or rhythm in what she stood here -

light footsteps on the screen- a  lovely little hermit - a fine chance -

my thought  crept into her mind...

Hidden Thought 3. Oh! What a brilliant idea! - the birds, the birds

of a drawing room! - yes, she found  a new colorful sky - a pollyphallus-

and her beautiful swan bed was  a huge misshappen monster.

Hidden Thought 4. Hidden thought better! Control to the Kopf!

The Big Kopf...

Ceremony for a 5th Thought. A dance! With a doc maybe!

Or with these wild dogs down on the street! Or with the infamous

Kopf! The One and Only True Master Kopf! Mmm...

What color?

Hidden Thought 6. A palm! A psalm! And...

She looked at her screen - her eyes had been affected by the drug

of course. And the records of her family - the ancestors who had died

before her birth.

C V Sigaret